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"Empress, please forgive Ricky once! I think she's been taught a lesson. ”

Just as Santa Carla was thinking about how to punish Ricky, another of her maids suddenly spoke.

Seeing the maid, who usually didn't talk much, open her mouth to intercede for Ricky, Santa Carla was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Xiaoya, when did you have such a good relationship with Ruiqi that you would actually open your mouth to intercede for her."

Santa Carla said with a smile, this smile was like a hundred flowers blooming in the eyes of the man, but it was like a life-saving straw in the eyes of Richie.

"Tell the Empress that in the thousands of years you have been sleeping, only Ricky has been able to speak with me."

The maid named Xiaoya said.

She is also the daughter of a certain lord of civilization, and unlike the lively Ruiqi, Xiaoya's body reveals a classical beauty.

Such a beauty, no matter what civilization it is, is to be sought after by thousands of people.

It's just that in front of the empress, she is a maid, and she can only be a maid.

"Well, Xiaoya, get up first!"

Santa Carla whispered softly to Xiaoya, and then set his eyes on Ricky.

"Ruiqi, since Xiaoya intercedes for you, then today's matter is over."

"Don't blame me for being strict with you, the man you want to catch casually, even the empress I don't have absolute confidence to take him down, you know?"

Santa Carla said, seemingly giving Ricky an explanation.

But Ricky didn't dare to think so, otherwise the bright and moving woman in front of her would be able to wipe her civilization out of the universe forever without moving.

"Thank you, the empress, my subordinates didn't know, that gentleman would be so powerful."

Ricky heard St. Carla's evaluation of Zhang Zheng, and hurriedly said, at the same time lowered her head deeply, and her long golden hair hung down to the ground, but now Ricky can't care so much.

"Well, Ricky, get up too!"

Santa Carla said. After saying that, he walked towards a spaceship.

It's a spaceship, but it's like a castle.

The castle is decorated with resplendent gold and grandeur, but without losing a hint of feminine and restrained style.

It looks abrupt and feels a little awkward, but after a little time, it will make people feel that this decoration is so natural and harmonious.

Santa Carla walked in the front, followed by her personal maids, Xiaoya and Ricky, who were two steps behind her.

"Greetings to the Empress."

As the voice fell, dozens of men and women in armor on both sides of the castle knelt down on one knee at the same time, put their hands on their chests, and said reverently.

Although there were only a few dozen people, it was a powerful Megatron.

If Zhang Zheng saw it, he would definitely be shocked.

Because just these dozens of people are enough to push the entire known universe sideways.

Because everyone here is a god.

"Well, let's all get up."

Santa Carla seemed to be used to this kind of thing, and didn't react much, just said lightly.

As the words fell, the clothes on Santa Carla's body also changed drastically.

The fiery red one-piece skirt disappeared and was replaced by a floor-length skirt with silver lines on a black background.

At the same time, the clothes on Xiaoya and Ruiqi also changed.

Xiaoya's clothes have become a white dress that looks very valuable at first glance, but the style is very simple, and the long skirt is embroidered with blue patterns.

Ricky is not like Xiao Ya, but wears a silver-white tight armor with blue patterns depicted on the silver armor, the same style as Xiao Ya.

This pattern was Santa Cara's favorite style, and he gave it to his two maids as a sign of glory.

"Ricky, it's up to you to follow them, remember to just watch, not surveillance."

Sitting on the throne, Santa Carla said to Xiao Ya beside him.

After saying that, without giving others a chance to speak, Santa Carla directly left the throne again.

St. Carla was disdainful of the envy of countless people who offended the throne, and people only saw the glory on the throne, and who knew the pressure on the king's body!

Seeing Santa Carla leaving, Xiao Ya hurriedly followed.

"Xiaoya, help me change my clothes, I want to take a shower."

Back in the room, Santa Carla directly opened his hands, and Xiaoya hurriedly stepped forward to take off his clothes for Santa Kara.

Feeling the weight of the clothes in her hand, Xiaoya also felt a little more sympathy for the empress in her heart.

Looking at the empress's almost perfect body, there was a hint of envy in Xiaoya's eyes.

"Hehe, Xiaoya, you don't have to envy me, maybe in your eyes, my body is perfect, but in the eyes of that Zhang Zheng, there is no difference between me and you.

When the strength reaches our point, it will more or less have an impact on those of you who are weaker than us. ”

"Look at Zhang Zheng, don't you feel particularly pleasing to the eye and very handsome."

Santa Carla asked Xiao Ya behind him.

"Well, in him, I do feel that way, but it's not obvious."

Xiao Ya said, and at the same time, a pair of tender little hands were not pressing on the empress's body.

"Well, that's right, that's the instinct of living beings.

In fact, in my eyes, his appearance is similar to those guards outside, or even inferior to them, believe me, in his eyes, I am also like that, just like you, not as perfect as you think. ”

Santa Carla said, turning over on the bed at the same time, showing the scenery in front of him.

The bumpy figure made Xiaoya, a girl, fall into reverie.

"Haha, Xiaoya, come back to your senses, the empress is still waiting for you to massage me!"

Seeing Xiaoya's appearance in a daze, Santa Carla couldn't help but say.

"Ahh I'm sorry for the Empress. ”

Xiaoya quickly bowed her head and apologized, and at the same time put her hands on Santa Kara's body and continued to press for her.

"Xiaoya, don't be surprised, when it comes to our strength, our body is more or less exuding a kind of spiritual fluctuation that affects others, because of the difference in fighting methods, so my fluctuation is a little stronger than his."

"This is a change brought about by the different levels of evolution of life, and there will be no such effect between the two of us."

"At the same time, this kind of fluctuation will naturally not have much effect on strong-willed people, but you Ruiqi has been following me all these years and has not experienced any real battles, so it will be affected."

"On the contrary, the little girl next to Zhang Zheng, although she is only 30,000 years old, she has experienced a hundred battles, has an amazing will, and is a good soldier."

Santa Carla said a little lazily.

After saying that, he got up from the bed and walked towards the bathroom.

Although Santa Carla said that he looked similar to Xiao Ya and the others, it was just looks.

The difference in life level is destined for her body to be more perfect than Xiaoya.

The snow-white skin shines like jade from time to time, which is just a testament to this.

"Xiaoya, come in and help me press it, I've slept for a long time this time, and I feel a little stiff on my body."

Seeing that Xiaoya was in a daze, Santa Carla said with a smile.

She doesn't blame Xiaoya, because it's normal for what she said to shock Xiaoya.

She was the only one standing at that level before, and she didn't need to explain so much to the maid.

But now it's different, Zhang Zheng's appearance makes her feel like she has discovered a new world, it turns out that she is not alone!

"Yes, Empress."

Xiao Ya heard Santa Carla call herself, and hurriedly walked towards the bathroom, and at the same time, the light on her body flashed, and the clothes on Xiao Ya's body also turned into yukata.

Looking at the pool-sized bathtub, Santa Carla smiled with satisfaction.

Stretching out her fair and pink little feet, she tentatively tapped it on the water, and the temperature was just right.

Lifting his foot, the droplets slid down the toes and back into the pool, like falling raindrops, splashing ripples on the surface of the water.

Like an ordinary little girl, Santa Carla walked down the steps into the pool, every step was gentle and cautious, as if she was afraid that she would slip in the water.

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